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Who Is Free?

May 1999 Flying Stone

1
Morning when I rise
try to catch my dreams
I had in the night
layin' at Your side.

Chorus
Who is free?
Free like me?
What I do, what I feel
I can talk about – and sing!

2
Sitting on a bench
I listen to the birds,
their welcome song to spring,
no expectation hurts.

3
Many anchors fix
my doings every day.
Not an island is my room,
cannot flee from taking care.

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